Standing in front of my mirror,
All I see are the reflections from the past
Broken and dishevelled
Trying to reach out for the fleeting clouds…
It’s all coming back again –
Misleading faith,
Believing in the lies
Hallucination of being loved
And the ever growing load of expectations!
If I could only break out of these heavy chains,
Reach the clouds and fly away with them…
Forever and ever and lost into the never-ending oblivion
No broken trusts, no broken heart
No unfulfilled expectations, no nightmares
Just the feeling of being lost forever…